The Sentinels she learned how to smile with blood in her mouth

Lasher accepted her readily – his steadfast father who Constantine was studying with more intent these days then the past. Her willingness to commit to the pack was spoken at her ready acceptance, and with a lingering glance to his father before giving a swift nod to the newest member of Donnelaith, Constantine tipped his muzzle lightly. “Welcome,” he offered with a gentle rumble, before turning then to take his leave – should she desire to follow him for a quick tour, he would oblige. Otherwise, eh was not required here.